Blue Fox and Teal Fox-Otter.

Blue Fox: What's your favorite ice cream?
Otter: Ummm...
Blue Fox: Wait, don't tell me. It's chocolate chip mint, right?
Otter: WHAT?! HOW DID YOU KNOW?!
Blue Fox: (laughs)
(Note: Not even our mutual friends know I like chocolate chip mint!)

Blue Fox: Which side of the bed do you sleep on more?
Otter: Hmmm...
Blue Fox: I think you sleep on the right.
Otter: Whaaaaat! How... How did you know?!
Blue Fox: I just seem to know so much about you but I don't know why. It's weird... I like it. It's okay, I sleep on my right, too.

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Last night, while on the phone with Blue Fox, we were talking about random things as usual and I realized that we have so much in common... It's scary. I've never met someone whom I have so much in common with and still make my heart beat whenever he calls me. Everytime I think of him, I get a text. Everytime I feel like I want to hear his voice, he calls me. Everything I remember in our conversation, he thinks of it too but we both don't say anything about it until someone brings it up. I automatically feel connected with Blue Fox... And it's weird. It really is a weird feeling and... I like it.

See! Now that I'm blogging about him, he just texted me. CRAZY!

Our sense of humor's the same and we both like the same things. It's just... Insane. Like, I thought it was pretty neat that we both love rugby but it wasn't until I realized how insanely connected we were when we both said that our favorite number is eight. I've never met someone like Blue Fox before... Maybe this is a change that I need? Ever since we talked, I felt like I want to talk to him more. The more I talked to him, the more I wanted to hear him, the more that I wanted to hear him, the more that I wanted to not let go... When we both sleep, I already miss him and the cycle starts all over again.

Like when he hangs up, he'll call back 30 seconds later saying an excuse like, "Oh I forgot to tell you 'sweet dreams' and that... 1 second off the phone with you felt like a hundred years." and I would correct him and say that it was 30 seconds and he said, "Really? I guess 500 years just past." I love it when he says my name, it sounds nice and when he says "buh-bye"... GAH, sounds so cute.

Last night, he came home at almost 4am from his friends house, laying on his porch, talking to me... I told him to go inside because he needed to go to sleep because he has work in a few hours and he said - like a child - "No." LOL, ohmygod. It was so cute then he said, "I still want to talk to you."

You know what's even more weird? I call him "Blue Fox", because he likes blue (baby blue to be exact) and he likes this show about a fox, he calls me "Teal Fox" because I like blue (teal to be exact) and he got me addicted to the show with the fox. And to top that all off, his neighborhood is all named with "fox" and he lives on "fox st." something something. CRAZY!

I don't know... This is just too insane. What am I going to do?

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Blue Fox: I'm half vampire, you're half robot. How will our kids be with that kind of mix?
Otter: They'll just have to live with it.
Blue Fox: Some will half bionic legs, bionic arms, a bionic butt...
Otter: Bionic toes...
Blue Fox: That's pretty cool, actually. So when I wiggle my toes, it'll go "shing~ ting~ ching~ shing~"
Otter: (laughs until stomach aches) OHMYGOD, I WAS THINKING THE SAME THING IN MY HEAD!

Blue Fox: When do you think the sun will die out?
Otter: 5 billion years form now? Or was it 1.5 billion years?
Blue Fox: I say... 4 or 5 You want to bet?
Otter: Noooooooo!
Blue Fox: Why not? (laughs)
Otter: Because I know you're going to use that to make me quack like a duck again.
Blue Fox: (laughs out loud) I didn't think of that, I was thinking of something else right now but thank you for giving me the idea!
Otter: Nooooooooo!
Blue Fox: Fine, fine. If you lose, you'll have to sing.
Otter: What?! No, no, no , no~ I can't sing to save my life.
Blue Fox: WHAT?! Thats's impossible. You have such a nice voice. It's sweet, comforting and... Warmful.
Otter: (giggles behind cellphone, melts into pudding and blushing like mad)

Like melted pudding,
Otter